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Entry tags:
- adalwolfe hawke,
- allen walker,
- anders,
- beverly crusher,
- charles xavier,
- clay terran,
- coil lenn,
- jennifer keller,
- katherine "kitty" pryde,
- koala,
- maedhros nelyafinwë maitimo fëanorian,
- meg masters,
- mikleo,
- pinkie pie,
- riona cousland theirin,
- simon tam,
- steve rogers (ou),
- the vision,
- tony stark,
- winn schott,
- wrath
006 - action/voice; i came in like troy walking in with pizza
Who: Clay Terran + You people
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: On the Iskaulit
When: June 7th, a bit after this
[You know, Clay hadn't been expecting a day like this. All he was doing was going to the Iskaulit to do some workouts in the gym, even bopping to a tune playing in his head.
Of course, that all comes a stop when he sees the mess before he sees anyone else. Blood trailing through the hallway, like someone had been walking with it. His stomach churns a bit, and his first instinct is to flee and get someone with medical help. Like Jennifer, or Beverly, or...
But no, he's here, and he... doesn't really realize just how bad it is yet. He returns to his shuttle first to grab the first-aid box, then heads in to see who needs his help.
And upon following the trail, well... Turns out, it's a lot worse than he thought it'd be, and that instinct from before comes back full force. He's only had some lessons, he's not prepared for this level of medical trauma, he really isn't -
And that's why he'll be calling out on the comms - not video, because there are kids on the network, but it's pretty clear by the state of his shaky voice that this is definitely an emergency.]
I-I need doctors - healers, medics -
[He takes in a deep breath - ]
I need all medical personnel to the Iskaulit right now!
((ooc: Everyone's free to branch off, tag other threads, etc! This is a general rescue/medical aid post for Winter's wrecking ball.))
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: On the Iskaulit
When: June 7th, a bit after this
[You know, Clay hadn't been expecting a day like this. All he was doing was going to the Iskaulit to do some workouts in the gym, even bopping to a tune playing in his head.
Of course, that all comes a stop when he sees the mess before he sees anyone else. Blood trailing through the hallway, like someone had been walking with it. His stomach churns a bit, and his first instinct is to flee and get someone with medical help. Like Jennifer, or Beverly, or...
But no, he's here, and he... doesn't really realize just how bad it is yet. He returns to his shuttle first to grab the first-aid box, then heads in to see who needs his help.
And upon following the trail, well... Turns out, it's a lot worse than he thought it'd be, and that instinct from before comes back full force. He's only had some lessons, he's not prepared for this level of medical trauma, he really isn't -
And that's why he'll be calling out on the comms - not video, because there are kids on the network, but it's pretty clear by the state of his shaky voice that this is definitely an emergency.]
I-I need doctors - healers, medics -
[He takes in a deep breath - ]
I need all medical personnel to the Iskaulit right now!
((ooc: Everyone's free to branch off, tag other threads, etc! This is a general rescue/medical aid post for Winter's wrecking ball.))
Action!
Mikleo reaches one hand out to grab Clay's sleeve, and pulls out his comm with the other. HE'S CALLING YOU, IDIOT, DON'T GO ANYWHERE.]
Action!
[He's about to tell Allen no, he's still got a head injury to deal with, but then he feels his sleeve getting pulled. And when he looks, there's... no one there. God, he's never going to get used to the whole invisible friend thing.
But oh, there's the comm! He blinks, then pulls out his own communicator, which he's been keeping on his hip to answer whoever needed him after his call for help.]
Yeah?
Action!
You called for healers- that's what I'm here for. And we both know he's just being stubborn. He's in no state to get involved again.
I suggest you get him somewhere safe and make him lie down, before you do anything else. Let me go and help with healing the others.
[Looking at you, Allen. If you won't listen to a medic, at least listen to the boyfriend?]
Action!
Right... That's right, Nami's helping treat people with minor injuries. [He looks at Allen, trying and failing to hide the pleading expression on his face.] Come on, I'll take you there.
Action!
[He starts, fully ready to argue. Fully ready to fight. Simply because that's what he does. He doesn't stop moving, even when he's hurt himself. Not when there's other people who need help]
[But it's Clay's pleading look that makes him falter, at least falter enough to actually think. Or at least, have the thought that Clay was...frankly out of place in this situation. He wasn't one of the medics or experienced to situations like this. He probably just happened on this bad situation and was doing what he could to help, like Clay did]
[Which...probably meant this wasn't the best time to make him deal with his boyfriend's more argumentative side. God knows he made that mistake one too many times with Lenalee.]
[So, he gives out a sigh, and looks clearly unhappy about this, but-]
Fine. Let's go.
[He'll be good B\ ]
Action!
[And thank goodness, this means there's one less person to worry about. He takes a quick moment to make sure Allen's stable, then stands up.]
Please, call me if anything changes.
[With that, he'll leave them to look after each other. There's work to be done.]